Fairy, help me practice

　Chen Yao moved his sleeves, and the three-purple fire-swallowing python shrunk to a very small size and slid down the ground.

　, swam into the net gate first.

　"how?"

　Jiang Bailin waited quietly for Chen Yao's instructions.

　"It's nothing. My little snake is already in the Jindan stage. Unless there are ambushes of the late Jindan stage or above hidden inside, it will be able to sense it."

　"That's weird."

　"You'll find out once you go in and take a look."

　Chen Yao stepped into the net, and Jiang Bailin followed.

　Behind the net door is a spacious hall, and there is really nothing else.

　There were no decorations, no furnishings, no ambushes, not even a single person.

　At this time, in order to avoid being caught in a trap, Chen Yao had already driven the three purple fire-swallowing python back to the stairs.

　"I clearly heard that the ancestor was imprisoned here!"

　Jiang Bailin was obviously at a loss.

　Chen Yao patted her shoulder gently to comfort her: "Is it possible that they are lying to you? Because I got the news that we have been exposed, and their goal tonight is to surround and kill you."

　Jiang Bailin suddenly turned around and looked at him deeply: "Is that why you came to save me regardless of the danger?"

　Chen Yao looked away and raised his brows.

　Jiang Bailin gave him a charming look, then pondered, "It's true that they're besieging me, but my sources of information are also unreliable. I need to find out if there's a secret door in this place."

　She moved to touch the protrusions that looked like they might be mechanisms.

　Just when Jiang Bailin accidentally touched a crack on a hall pillar, the immortal energy in Chen Yao's body suddenly stagnated.

　He felt a faint immortal energy coming from the crack in the hall pillar, stirring faintly. If he had not had immortal energy in his body and had not focused his attention there, he would not have been able to feel it at all.

　So he walked over and put his spiritual consciousness into it.

　The feeling that Jiu Luo gave him inexplicably emerged in his mind.

　“Here, there are traces of Jiuluo!”

　As he spoke, Chen Yao gathered his spiritual energy into his eyes and looked around.

　It was discovered that this spacious hall was covered with similar cracks.

　"Here, Jiuluo started a fierce battle with others."

　Jiang Bailin also followed him to investigate: "It seems that Jiuluo has been defeated."

　Chen Yao still had some hope in his heart and shook his head: "Not necessarily."

　He walked out of the hall quickly, returned to the dark steps, glanced around, and his shoulders slumped.

　It seems that Jiang Bailin's guess might be correct. The cracks in the hall stopped abruptly near the iron gate.

　The fierce fighting was confined to indoors.

　The enemy's realm must not be low if it can provoke an immortal like Jiuluo Nuzu to launch a battle of such a scale. Therefore, Jiuluo is unlikely to be able to deal with the enemy easily, and it is unlikely that he can walk out of this iron gate easily.

　Apart from some minor cracks, there was no major damage in the hall.

　It's more likely that she was defeated and most likely captured.

　This is an extremely incredible idea.

　Pang Xi is just a Jindan who has fallen in realm. How could he possibly capture Jiuluo?

　What's more, Jiuluo has many clever tricks...

　Chen Yao felt a sinking feeling in his heart when he thought that the Golden Dragon Ancestor might also be captured.

　Unless, there is another master in this Jinchang City who can defeat the master captured by Jiuluo!

　Thinking of this, he felt a chill on his back and turned to look at Jiang Bailin, who also looked at him.

　Their eyes met in the air, and they both felt the surprise and fear in each other's eyes.

　"It's not advisable to stay here for long. Let's go out first and then try to find out how to deal with Jinlong Patriarch and Jiuluo."

　Chen Yao grabbed Jiang Bailin's hand and flew towards the direction he came from on his sword.

　Jiang Bailin looked back at the hall and sighed.

　The sigh caused an echo throughout the long winding path.

　That was not an echo, but a low humming sound made by the rubbing of bricks and stones.

　Jiang Bailin subconsciously protected Chen Yao, and Chen Yao also called the little snake back to his side.

　The walls around the two of them now had a staggered brick surface, and were flowing rapidly, retreating to both sides, leaving a larger space.

　Overhead, the clouds and rain have cleared, and the sky is just breaking at dawn.

　The alarm bell in the main building of the City Lord's Mansion rang loudly.

　A figure in a black brocade robe, whose face Chen Yao and Jiang Bailin could not see clearly, floated in the air and made a loud voice that echoed throughout Jinchang City.

　"Go to the square in front of the palace and watch the execution!"

　The figure quickly disappeared without a trace, but both Chen Yao and Jiang Bailin felt that the man looked down at them before disappearing.

　The look was like a cold, damp snake crawling across the skin.

　The three purple snakes slid into Chen Yao's wrist, leaving a touch of warmth, offsetting the creepy feeling in the man's eyes.

　"Who is that?"

　Jiang Bailin didn't see it clearly, but tried to guess: "Pang Xi?"

　"We are both Jindan, how could it be possible that you could cause us such a strong sense of oppression?"

　Jiang Bailin looked at the surrounding walls that had closed again and said, "There's no more siege. Opening the walls and the roof seems like a deliberate demonstration."

　As she spoke, she thought of a possibility.

　"Watching the execution, could it be the Golden Dragon Ancestor?"

　The two men exclaimed at the same time, flew up from the ground on their swords, and rushed into the gradually blue sky just as the tower was about to close.

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Chapter 270: Ants Pointing to the Sky to Kill Immortals

　When Chen Yao and Jiang Bailin arrived at the square in front of the government office, it was already crowded with people.

　The nobles floated in the air

　Sit down with a playful look on your face.

　The civilians huddled together or stared blankly at the cages in the middle of the square.

　The densely packed cages were covered with black cloth, and no one knew who was inside.

　Jiang Bailin and Chen Yao exchanged a glance, both realizing that their spiritual sense remained ineffective here. This meant that the City Lord's Mansion's ability to confine spiritual sense wasn't due to a fixed formation or magical artifact.

　The two men blended in with the crowd, observing the cage.

　At this moment, a noble was floating above the cage.

　"Do you know him?"

　Chen Yao asked Jiang Bailin.

　Jiang Bailin shook his head: "I've never seen such a person before. He doesn't look like he is from Jinchang City."

　Chen Yao squinted his eyes and looked at the man. He felt that he was as majestic as a mountain, standing in the air like an isolated island standing firm in the sea.

　"Maybe it's him."

　Maybe it was he who captured the Golden Dragon Ancestor. Jiang Bailin pursed his lips and gritted his teeth, then looked up at the man coldly.

　The man's gaze swept over here, and the murderous Jiang Bailin lowered her eyes unconsciously. She found that she could not ignore the man's gaze.

　That's no longer something that can be described as evil.

　Fortunately for Chen Yao, after a brief eye contact with the man, the man looked away.

　"Jinchang City has been built for 1,800 years, and no one has ever dared to incite rebellion."

　The man spoke and glanced at the civilians in the square. The civilians squatted and fell like withered grass in the wind.

　"Not to mention they are a group of civilians."

　He waved his sleeves, and the black cloth on the cage rose up like a hawk flapping its wings and flying away.

　In the cage were the Golden Dragon Ancestor and the civilians he had placed in the tower.

　Chen Yao and Jiang Bailin unconsciously held hands together, tightening them again and again.

　The Golden Dragon Patriarch looked exhausted, with no visible external injuries, but he was clearly in poor condition.

　The civilians were in an even more miserable state, and most of them were injured or disabled.

　Even children could not escape the fate of being abused.

　But their eyes were different from those of the civilians in the square. Even though they were trapped in cages and seriously injured, their eyes were still bright.

　They glanced over.

　The civilians in the square all avoided it at the same time.

　The Golden Dragon Patriarch looked at Chen Yao and Jiang Bailin and smiled.

　It was a smile of asking for what one deserves, and there was even a hint of cunning in it.

　Jiang Bailin had never seen the ancestor show such an expression and was stunned for a moment.

　Chen Yao seemed to understand his plan, so he solemnly reminded Jiang Bailin in a low voice: "The opponent may be stronger than you imagine."

　Jiang Bailin nodded blankly: "Otherwise, how could the ancestor be captured?"

　Chen Yao felt that she didn't understand his thoughts, but didn't have time to say anything more.

　Because the man in the air spoke again.

　"I, Pang Xi, have been in charge of Jinchang City for hundreds of years. I have allowed the nobles to attack and kill once in a while. This is to get rid of the old and bring in the new, and also to strengthen Jinchang's power. But!"

　A loud shout stopped the moving clouds.

　"But I didn't allow you filthy bastards to disrupt the order in my city."

　He raised his hands from the wide sleeves of his robe, clenched them, and twirled them.

　The sound of fruits and vegetables popping could be heard from the cage.

　The crowd of onlookers fled backwards like frightened wild horses, leaving a large vacuum area around the cage.

　The land there was soon stained with the blood of the prisoners, a blinding red.

　In an instant, dozens of civilians in the cages had their heads exploded and died.

　Chen Yao stared at the blood spreading across the soles of his feet and felt a fire burning in his heart.

　Among them were children who had asked me innocent questions!

　Jiang Bailin couldn't close her mouth because she heard what that person said.

　"He can't be Pang Xi. How could he be Pang Xi? A Jindan who has fallen into a lower realm, and looks very old. I've seen him before..."

　Chen Yao looked at the nobles and found that they were also filled with horror.

　It seems that Pang Xi's appearance and even realm have changed drastically, which is shocking news for the entire Jinchang City.

　"Could it be because of Pang's technique?"

　What other reasons could there be? Chen Yao thought and reminded Jiang Bailin.

　Jiang Bailin bit his lips with his white teeth and squinted his eyes to glance at Pang Xi.

　Pang Xi raised his sleeves and pointed at the Golden Dragon Ancestor.

　The Golden Dragon Patriarch suddenly raised his head, and Lei Nu's face receded like the tide, revealing his true appearance, and murderous aura suddenly filled the sky.